Just saved a dinner date. Phew!
Thursday, January 18, 2007
l.i.g.h.t.e.n._u.p.
He has the nerve to say I love you, hmm sorta like my pet dog.
No thank you. I am never going to be your dog.
23 more days before I’m off for a long break. I can’t wait.
But the next 23 days are going to be one hell after another, with deadlines and all. I am bombarded with workloads.
Have made a couple of dinner appointment, but have to cancel them eventually, if I still want to catch some shut eye.
I don’t party all week, but I do miss going out at night.
I should be living my life as a 23, not a 32. What am I after? Sigh.
